I�ve got sunshine in the palms of my hands

Generating slowly

into somekind of a wave of a trance

I�m reancting madly

If I was home

I wouldn�t be late to tell you



�Cause sure I would like to burn

But if I�m gonna burn

Then it must be fire

Bit now it burns, burns, burns, burns

So it must be fire

But tell melove

ain�t this desire

I can�t tell love from desire

But it sure feels good!



Must be something in the air that I breathe

That affects me wildly

and to put it as it makes my blood seethe

Is to express it mildly

Oh no, oh no!

I wouldn�t dream of dreaming that dream....



�Cause sure I would like to burn

But if I�m gonna burn

Then it must be fire

but now it burns, burns, burns, burns

so it must be fire

But tell me love

ain�t this desire

i can�t tell love from desire

But it sure feels good